Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 1869

Could this be Patrick's new plot?

Although Maryanne did not say anything, her suspicious expression exposed everything.

Seeing this, Amelia explained, "Mr. Hopper hated Milton because he used to like me, but now he likes you. He's no longer a threat to Mr. Hopper. Why does he still need to hate Milton?"

"As for you, although Mr. Hopper has always hated you, he has already avenged for me. Naturally, there is no need to keep the hatred. I'm not sure if you can understand what I mean."

Maryanne looked into her calm eyes. After a moment, she suddenly said in a low voice, "I seem to understand why Milton likes you so much."

She would never be able to keep up with a person like Amelia no matter what.

If today's situation was the opposite, she would mercilessly step on Amelia and let her suffer more.

Hearing that, Amelia said, "Milton likes you now. I hope you don't always say such things. He will be sad if he hears you."

Maryanne asked faintly, "Milton broke one of his arms and legs because of me, don't you blame me?"

"Milton doesn't blame you. Why should I blame you?" Amelia asked.

"Aren't you Milton's best friend? Wouldn't you feel bad for him? Grief? Fury?"

Maryanne could not understand why she could always remain calm and elegant, making the people around her insignificant in comparison.

Amelia answered, "I've experienced what you said. That's why I asked Mr. Hopper to think of a way to help you. As long as you lead a good life outside, Milton will feel better."

"You..." Maryanne stared at her dazedly for a long while before saying in defeat, "Alright, I admit defeat."

In terms of interpersonal relationship, she was not as mature as Amelia.

As expected, only a woman like Amelia could become a goddess that men would scramble for but failed to get.

As for someone like her, she could only attract men's attention by pestering them to death...

Amelia asked in confusion, "You admit defeat? What do you mean?"

Maryanne didn't want to tell her the truth in case she became arrogant. "Nothing, I was just joking!"

As she said this, she started to make things difficult for Amelia again. "You and Patrick are so capable. Why don't you persuade my brother and others to accept Milton..."

"Maryanne," Amelia reminded her lightly. "This is your family affair. There's no reason for others to share it with you."

Maryanne was at a loss for words. She found herself always like this in front of Amelia. She was always making a fool of herself.

Glancing at the satisfaction in Sierra's eyes when she looked at Amelia, Maryanne pouted and suddenly wanted to cry.

Amelia was too lazy to take care of her emotions. "Well, what else do you want to ask?"

Maryanne opened her mouth, only to find that there was no difference between asking or not.

Because what she got was always the answer of Amelia who cared about the overall situation. This would only make her despise herself more and more, who only knew how to eat, drink and play.

So, she shook her head. "No."

"Hmm," Amelia said. She picked up the cup on the table and took a sip.

movements were a little slow, Maryanne

find

there would be dark

was

only that, Amelia was even more

now. She looked

seem to grow much fatter. Only her waist

she didn't seem to be better looking than Amelia. This

know what Maryanne was thinking at all. She only felt that the

could tell that Maryanne was trying to

it was not that she didn't think well of Maryanne, but Maryanne was comparing herself to Amelia, wasn't she just asking to be

was wa better than her!

disappointed face, Milton's handsome

hand and pulled her to his side. He asked softly,

lie in his embrace as if she had seen someone she could rely on. She asked unhappily, "Dear,

shoulder suddenly tightened, "Did my mother say

"No," Maryanne denied.

Amelia?" That couldn't

have to upset Maryanne? She wasn't this type of

"It's not like that"

"What's going on?"

question seriously, and then I feel like I'm a good-for-

front of her and asked, "Answer me honestly. If Amelia were to pick you now, would

is no such possibility." Milton resolutely interrupted and said, "I will not answer things that are

this hypothesis went too far, so she changed the subject and said, "She's a good woman. No wonder my brother treats her differently. I used to be

men I like, like

or my brother, all like her? Now

I understand. During

time, she

came to accompany you and

give me a bag of money and a fake ID card. I admire her! If I were her, I would only take the opportunity

knowing whether to laugh or cry. He didn't know what they talked about

seemed to be talking to herself. "I don't have. But after all, birds of a feather

be so self-deprecating.

at him eagerly.

thought for a moment and said, "You're

be sad for a moment. She started cursing loudly, "What kind of merit is

at her red face, Milton

rode on his

forget your current situation. If you dare to laugh at me, I'll

you

up!"

on top of him, and

but ask smugly, "Hehe, are you afraid? If you

Maryanne suddenly couldn't continue.

if she had been bitten

waist. She covered

smile. She wiggled around on his

not a man, but a

covered her face and